Broke af ain't have shyt Now these bitches on my dic Im takin ova the game Runnin thangz Jus like big meech n shyt Ops ain't tryna fade me Money may these hands Lightin quick Chains around my neck I'm drippin daily Like I'm soakin wet Cum round actin shady My 380 smoke yu Like a pack of cigarettes I been a vet Thorough n I stand on that Makin moves wit no regrets I'm demanding my damn respect Chasin paper Bout the bag That shyt got yall mad don't it Load that Choppa Make it blast Got a extra mag on it Gettin money thatz my craft Keep a couple staaacks on me Im In Lambo doin the dash Actin like a crash dummy Disrespect n thatz ya ass Bullets flyin fast on em Hittin lickz wit a black ski mask Itz bout to get real bad homie Ride together We die together My nigga we on sum deep shyt No matter the weather No matter the weather Dont give af bout no beef shyt Down fa whateva We down fa whateva My nigga we get them streets lit Chasin paper Bout the bag That shyt got yall mad don't it Load that Choppa Make it blast Got a extra mag on it Gettin money thatz my craft Keep a couple staaacks on me Im In Lambo doin the dash Actin like a crash dummy Disrespect n thatz ya ass Bullets flyin fast on em Hittin lickz wit a black ski mask Itz bout to get real bad homie Don't play wit us Bitch we the truth Golden State Whole team a shoot Betta find yu something Safe to do Cuz we will put Chu Ina suit Stretched out at a church Yu lookin crazy Starin at the roof Have yo weak ass pontnas Walkin roound sayin What they gone do When they cum across them trenches Give em the business Lay em next to you (Sing) End of day We hollin wus up jack Jack town mississippi Where them boss niggaz at He reached my chain He got hit wit the mac Choppa Bullets went to bussin Layed him flat on his bac Chasin paper We bout the bag That shyt got yall mad don't it Load that Choppa Make it blast Got a extra mag on me Gettin money thatz my craft Keep a couple staaacks on me Im In Lambo doin the dash Actin like a crash dummy Disrespect n thatz ya ass Bullets flyin fast on em Hittin lickz wit a black ski mask Itz bout to get real bad for em Chasin paper We bout the bag That shyt got yall mad don't it Load that Choppa Make it blast Got a extra mag on me Gettin money thatz my craft Keep a couple staaacks on me Im In Lambo doin the dash Actin like a crash dummy Disrespect n thatz ya ass Bullets flyin fast on em Hittin lickz wit a black ski mask Itz bout to get real bad homie